Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Outbeasted

A saber toothed tiger did be

Suddenly catching me off guard.

With smacking lips it looked at me,

And I knew escape would be hard.

With no weapons, I knew that I

Could not outrun this fearsome beast.

Oh, what a gruesome way to die,

Becoming an unwilling feast.

Then I heard a familiar sound,

To get my butt back to the cave,

Familiar footsteps on the ground

I knew would soon arrive to save.

A fiercer beast did save my life.

Showed up to save me was my wife.